Chapter 9: The First Noël

And such, the tale of the quest for the Star, the story a group of tenacious Pokémon, heart-high, head filled with glee, came to a close. The three groups formed together to assist Garchomp, Star granted to them by the guardians and golems of the Ruins. The three guardians, distraught on what course to take, received approval from Regigigas to leave the ancient Ruins and be with those they had come to admire and love.

The four golems returned back to their resting spots, vowing to protect the Ruins for as long as time allotted, their forms turning back into the statues they were familiar with for millennia.

Upon returning back to the mouth of the cave, Garchomp of the Mansion, having awaited their return for a solid half day, gasped in fear of what had become to his fellow Pokémon. He called for all the assistance possible, helping carry off Miss Garchomp back to the hut, then to the Mansion.

The return of the expeditionary crew was already to be celebrated, but the presence of the Star made celebrations all the more exhilarant. The Teams and guardians of the Ruins were deemed heroes throughout not only the Mansion, but the nearby town and villages, their discovery bringing not only knowledge of ancestors long gone, but new life throughout everyone as the Star shined in their presence.

The guardians soon became a part of the Mansions household, slowly becoming acquainted with the life of the surface, sharing laughter and love with those they had come to know.

December 25th. Christmas. Bisharp, in common manner, frantically woke up Infernape, the simian angrily ready to pounce on him. To his surprise though, he was beaten to it when Gardevoir gave a slow glare to the Dark/Steel type, the Bisharp giving a small eepish "Sorry" to the Infernape. The Infernape gave a laugh, hugging the two of them as they made their way downstairs to the Mansion's entrance.

Pokémon from all around the Mansion and the town gathered to see the momentous occasion. Raichu, standing by the 10 meter high Christmas tree, elaborately decorated, shining brightly, proclaimed for the Star to be placed atop in holiday tradition, as for everyone to be under its shining, wonderful illumination.

Miss Garchomp, having fully recovered from the injuries she acquired a few days back, precariously was lifted up by a number of Pokémon. In one, subtle motion, she perched the Star atop the tree, the Mansion filled with cheers. She was lowered, the embrace of her friends, her family overtaking her, a soft giggle escaping her lips.

The Star shined brightly throughout the remained of the day as Pokémon shared gifts, food, and love between one another. Townspeople and Pokémon far and wide came to witness the Star, its beauty filling them with happiness and joy. And thus, the Pokémon of not only the Mansion, but all the Pokémon of our tale, received the best Christmas anyone could wish for, under the light of the new Star.

Fin.